Charlaine Harris' books have always been guilty pleasures of mine. I genuinely liked the Southern Vampire series (aka True Blood, if you want to call it that) and I loved parts of the Aurora Teagarden Mysteries and Harper Connelly series. Though the series might always drag on a bit, be a bit silly or (very) unrealistic, there's was always something that kept me reading. They were well written enough, engaging, entertaining and good company.
The Lily Bard Mysteries though I don't think I'll bother reading more of. The main character irritated me from the start, she's just not my kind of person and her decisions were often downright stupid. Furthermore she was lusted after way too obviously to the point of ridiculous plot pushing. The guy she ends up screwing around with is *gasp* not white (nor is he black 'cause that would have been pushing it) and many remarks are spent pointing out how non-racist she is (and how exotic he is). Meanwhile other characters make such racist remarks it made me cringe and side-eye the whole damn book.
All in all the mystery was pretty boring and the general plot a let down. But for some reason I still gave it 3 stars back when I finished reading it.
Lily Bard Mysteries #1
by Charlaine Harris
216 pages / published in 2005
Review by Iben Jakobsen, BoB, 2013